Here is a brand new chapter, very emotional! Enjoy it, though some of it is a little sad.

Tris POV.

The knot in the stomach, the raising pulse and inability to concentrate. Game day. I love this feeling, it's like a drug to me. Nothing in the world compares to this
feeling. I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket, I pull it out to read the text from Christina.
Hey Tris! I left with Will, we are going out before the game tonight. So you need to find a ride home, hope it's okay. See you at the game tonight.

"Great" I mumble to myself as I step out of the school, now I have to walk all the way home. I pull out my earplugs and stick them in, looking down in my phone to find a good track to walk to. Suddenly I hit something that feels like a brick wall, but when a pair of strong hands lands on my waist to keep me from falling, I realize that it's a person. I'm not surprised to look up into a pair of blue eyes, I smile slightly up at Four and pull out my headphones.
"Tris" He says, letting his hands drop to his side.

"Hey Four, how are you?" I start walking gesturing him to follow, he nods once and walks out with me.
"I'm fine, just been writing all your weekly "grades" into the journal, congratulations on another ten. How about you? Ready for the game tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm good. Trying to keep up in math and Spanish, wish my grades were as good as they are in gym" He gives me a little laugh.
"Are you going to walk home?"
"Yeah, Christina left with Will. So I kind of have to" I say starting to walk away.
"I can give you a ride? If you want" I smile a little to myself and turn around.
"Lucky number 3 huh" I say. He looks at me with a confused expression on his face.
"You asked me two times before, and this time I will say yes thanks to your offer, because I really don't want to walk all the way home. So therefor: Lucky number 3" I explain.
"Ohh, I see. Then get in" He says pointing to an old Volkswagen Rabbit. I climb in, and grin at him as he gets in the driver seat.
"Sweet ride" I say sarcastically.
"What did you expect? A Lamborghini?" He says flashing a wide smile, before taking off.
"Just follow this road, and then turn ride when it ends" I say after we have been driving in silence for 10 minutes.
"Are you nervous for tonight?" He asks, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Nervous… No. More like excited"
"Are you parents coming?"
"My mom is for sure, she would never miss a game, especially not my first. My dad said he would come, but he usually never does" I say looking out of the window. I can feel his eyes on me.
"How come?" He asks.
"He is very busy, and not very good at being a dad" I am silent for a moment. "He never was" I add.
"I know all about that"
I look at him.
"Really?"
Judging by his expression he already thinks he has said too much, so I decide not to ask about it.
"Just so you know. Zeke gave Uriah permission to throw a party at our apartment after the game"
"So I should be prepared?" I ask with a smirk. "It's here by the way" He pulls into the side.
"Just make sure to put on plenty of clothes, Zeke loves drinking games and especially the once where strip is included" I shake my head and open the door.
"Thanks for heads up, and thanks for the ride. I guess I will see you tonight then" I shut the door, and he wave his hand at me before driving away.
I climb the stairs faster than usually, and unlock the door to the apartment. I see my mom, and notice that she is wearing her coat.
"Where are you going?"
"To the hospital"
"You're working? But the game starts in 2 hours"
"Don't worry, I will be there in time" She says giving me a tight hug.
"You promise?" I ask, sounding like a little girl. She pulls away and gives me a little smile.
"I promise, I will leave the keys so you can take the car. I will take the bus" She gives me a kiss on the forehead before she walks out. I stand there for God knows how long, until I realize that I am going to be late if I don't get moving.


"Here you go Tris" Thomas says as I arrive to the locker rooms, he hands me a jersey. I look at the back. Number 6. I give him a thankful smile. 6 has always been my number, maybe this sounds weird, but I really can't play with any other jersey number. I walk in and sit down between Christina and Marlene, giving them both a light hug.
"Sorry for leaving you without a ride today Tris" Christina says, looking embarrassed.
"No problem, Four gave me a ride" I say like it was no big deal, I look and see Christina's mouth hanging open.
"Hot teacher gave you a what?" She exclaims. I don't get to respond before Thomas comes in.
"Ready girls?" We all yell, and smash our sticks down the floor.
"Great. Tris, if you haven't already found the captain band, then do it. Tris is your rock out there, you can lean hundred percent on her" He says, I smile a little. I receive pads on the back from my friends, and death glares from Lauren, Molly and a couple of other girls. Thomas dismiss us, but asks me to stay.
"Remember Tris, don't get angry. No matter what they say or do, then don't get angry because it's ruining your game"
"Sure thing. An angry mind is a narrow mind" I say, he smiles impressed and dismiss me. When I get out to the fields, I take a look at the crowd, looking for my mom. She is not here yet. I look around and notice Four's surrounded by Lauren, Molly and some other girls. I walk passed them.
"Tris is captain" I hear Four ask, I can't quite figure his tone…. Does he sound impressed?
"Yeah, it's ridiculous. That tiny girl telling us what to do" Lauren frowns, I feel myself tightening my grip around my stick.
"Being captain has nothing to do with your size, it's about being good at the sport and setting a good example. I've seen Tris play and she is one hell of a good example, I've also seen you play, and you really should learn from Tris" Four says in a firm voice, I smile to myself and turn around to see him push his way pass them. He catches my eye and gives me a thumb up. I run unto the field, and the game is about to start. My heart is about to run out of my chest, I look up at the crowd again. I scan it, and finally my eyes land on mother. I steady my pulse, and get ready to faceoff. I win it, and pass the ball. After passing the ball around, the ball ends up with me again and take the shot and put us in lead. The game is one of the easiest we will get in this season, and we end up winning 8-2. We run off the field, and we are greeted by our friends.
"Well played girls, we are celebrating at Zeke and Four's apartment" Uriah announces. We all cheer, and I feel someone's arm around my shoulder pulling me away
"You did well darling" My mother says, kissing my forehead.
"She sure as hell did" Thomas says as he joins us, he gives my mom a hug and pads me on the back,
"Dad isn't here, isn't he?" I ask my mom, my mom shakes her head.
"Was he supposed to be here?" Thomas asks. I nod. Then I see his jeep park by the field, he steps out of his truck walking over to us.
"I will give you some time. I was good to see you again Natalie" Thomas says before he leaves. As my days reach us I speak up.
"You're a little late"
"I know, they needed me to look through a lot of paperwork"
"Since your both here, I need to tell you something. Maybe we can go for a little walk?" My mom says, I look at her curious. Then I turn around to Uriah.
"Hey Uriah, I will just meet you at the apartment. Can you text me the address?" He pulls out his phone, and I receive a text a minute later.
"See ya! Mom I need you to drive me to North Avenue 122" She nods and we start to walk. As we have walked a little way from the field, my mom starts to talk.
"Well, as Tris have noticed I have been quite a lot around the hospital lately. I told you that it was extra work, but I was actually through a lot of tests" She says, I look at her horrified.
"What test?" I whisper.
"You remember I had that birthmark removed from my ankle a year ago? A couple of months ago the scar started acting weird, and as a nurse I knew I needed to get it checked right away" She pause for a moment, and I can feel myself starting to panic. She continues.
"I got the results this night, and it turns out that it's cancer" She sighs.
"No!" I whisper with tears in my eyes, I look at my dad but I can't figure his expression. My mom places a hand on my cheek.
"Don't panic, it's not going to kill me honey. It's not in the most dangerous stage, so I don't even need to get chemo. They are going to remove it all with a surgery" I feel myself relax a little bit.
"But it's still cancer, and I am old enough to know that any kind of cancer is dangerous" I say.
"Of course it's dangerous, but it's not as bad as it could be. I'm going to be in the hospital for a couple of weeks, and that's why you come into the picture" She says and turns to my dad. "I need her to stay with you for those two weeks" She says. My dad presses his lips into a hard line.
"I am not sure that's a possibility" He says. My mom looks furious.
"What? You got plenty of room!" She exclaims. I can feel the tears streaming down my face.
"It has nothing to do with that"
"Then why?!" My mom says a little louder, but before he can answer I step in front of him.
"Don't bother answering, because I don't need to hear it. You've done many terrible things, but this one I will never forgive you. Do you understand dad? Don't even bother say goodbye when you leave next time, stay away from us!" I yell and start to walk away, I am so furious that I am shaking. I find tree, I take my lacrosse and smash it against it until it's broken. Then I punch it hard, and it hurts like hell but it's a good distraction from the anger. When I am cooled down, my mom comes up to me.
"Are you done Beatrice?" She asks, I nod and she wraps her arms around me.
"What do we do now?" I ask, sobbing into her coat.
"Now? I drive you to that party" My head snaps up, and I give her an odd look. Does she think that I am in party mood now. She must have noticed my question in my eyes.
"Tris, nothing needs to change. Everything is as before. Do this for me; Don't let it change anything. Go to that party, and have fun" I sigh, knowing that there is no way out of this.
"I'll try, can I at least go home and change and take a shower first?"


Four POV.

As the others arrive I look after Tris, but she is nowhere to be found. I'm waiting 15 minutes before I walk over to Uriah.
"Isn't Tris with you?" I ask.
"She is not here yet? Uhmm, she left with her mom and dad, said she would meet us here. Maybe she is prevented from coming" I try my best not to look disappointed, I just nod and grab a beer, before sitting down in the couch. I sit there for what seems like forever, looking at the teenagers getting drunker and drunker. When I finish my second beer, I decide that PlayStation sound like a good idea. Then door opens, and I can't barely recognize her. She doesn't look like herself, she is pretty as usual, but there is something about her whole expression. She seems sad. I sit back and watch her, she is trying to put on a happy face and are talking with her friends. After 30 minutes she walks out of the door, I get up to go after her, if she is on her way home I will not allow her to go alone. But she is walking up, she is going on the roof. For a brief moment I hesitate, but then I follow her. She is sitting on one of the benches we took up here, she is looking out over the skyline. I walk slowly behind her, trying not to scare her. She must have noticed me before, because she just turns her head and look at me for a second before looking back to the skyline.
"You okay Tris?" She shakes her head, and I take the seat beside her.
"You want to talk about it?" She takes a deep breath.
"My mom told me that she got cancer" Her words hits me like a punch in the guts.
"I'm so sorry Tris, is it bad?"
"No, and that's not really what's wrong. My mom asked my dad if I could stay with him for those two weeks, where she needs to be in the hospital" She takes a pause.
"And he said no?" I ask. She nods, and I shake my head. I never thought that I would hear about a dad who was a bigger dick than my own.
"He is an idiot Tris, an idiot who doesn't even deserve to have such an amazing daughter" I can see her blush a little in the dark, and she smiles slightly as she looks down. I decide that maybe it's time to share a little bit about myself.
"You see I know about this, my dad, he wasn't the best dad either. Let's just say he was very explosive, and had very bad temper. When I got kicked out of college he got furious, I could not return home or get any of my stuff. That's why I needed to move in with Zeke, why I needed this job" It's first now that I realize she has reached for my hand, and that our fingers now are intertwined. There is a sound from her phone in her pocket, and she lets go of my hand to check it. She then turns back to me with a slight smile.
"It was just Christina, asking where I was" She says, I nod and smile back. For a moment I think about taking her hand back into mine, but my thoughts are interrupted by someone bursting through the door to the roof. I look up, but I don't recognize the man. Maybe it's someone who wants to complain about the noise.
"What are you doing here?" Tris spits. Oh God, it's her dad.
"I need to speak to you" He says, Tris just frowns.
"I don't think so" He steps a little closer to us.
"Beatrice, you're coming with me right now! You understand?" I stand up, stepping in front of him.
"With all due respect, sir. I don't think Tris wants to speak with you right now. And you need to respect that" I say, he looks at me like I am some pity little man.
"And who the hell are you?" He asks. I honestly don't know what to answer, right now it feels weird to say that I am her teacher.
"It's my friend dad, and he has known me for a month and still he cares more about me than you have ever done. Now leave" For a moment he stands there, looking back and forth between us and then he turns around and leaves. I am about to ask if she is okay, but she just throws herself into my arms. I wrap mine tightly around her small frame.
"Is this supposed to feel so good?" She mumbles into my shirt.
"No it's not" I mumble back into her hair.
"Maybe we should get back downstairs" she says.
"Yeah, maybe we should" But none of us moves, after some more minutes, hours, who knows, she pulls away. I feel cold without her against me.
"Now, I didn't put on all these layers to miss the Truth or Dare" She says with a smirk. The she stand up on tip toes, and plants a kiss on my cheek.
"You are one hell of a good guy Four" Then she walks pass me, and down the stairs.
Suddenly I feel all warm again, or actually not just warm.
I feel alive.


I must tell you that it was very hard to write this chapter, since it's based on my own life. After my first game for my new school, my mother told me she had cancer. And believe it or not, my dad actually refused to let me stay with him and his wife. Just if you were thinking where I got the inpiration from :) Anyways, please review it means a lot. And don't worry, this will not turn into some sad story!